Digression: When I came back from vacation, I wrote and wrote here according to a lonely person, but the more I wrote, the happier I became, although no one read, I should give it as a gift to myself. ***************************************************************

The princesses who liked to watch others get married surrounded the prince and said goodbye, and the prince and the minister also approached one after another, Ling Caiwei saw through the gap in the crowd that the person curled up in the wheelchair seemed to be smiling reluctantly.

One of the most authoritative manifestations of the royal family is execution. Within an hour, everyone moved to the Fengluan Hall to witness the wedding of a couple in the festively decorated wedding hall. The prince changed into a wedding dress and sat in a wheelchair, the smile on his face was a little tired, and his eyes always followed Ling Caiwei, who was about to become the crown princess.

Ling Caiwei's wedding dress has been sent to pick it up from the post station, and Lu Mo has also come over to serve. Things seemed to be going unusually smoothly, and before she could offer the gifts she had carefully prepared for Nandi, the birthday banquet was replaced by a wedding banquet. She worshipped heaven and earth with the prince in a state of ignorance and entered the cave room. It wasn't until the prince lifted his hijab and drank a glass of wine with him that she woke up to something very important that had not yet been done. Qing and Green have already left with Xi Po, and they are probably waiting outside the door. She saw the prince dozing off in a wheelchair, and then dismissed the idea of calling Lime. The prince has been ill for a long time, and it is estimated that he can't help her. The bronze mirror opposite reflected the face of Princess Yishu, who seemed to be even more haggard than the prince. She habitually pressed her cheeks, for fear that the prince would see any flaws.

"What are you looking at?" Nan Ronglie looked at her in a wheelchair, thinking that she was beautiful and moving tonight, especially when she sang against Nanhou, which was very much in line with his appetite.

Ling Caiwei listened to the prince ask her, only to realize that he was pretending to be dozing off with his head up, and it turned out that he had been peeking at her. "Is the prince tired, the concubine asked someone to serve you and rest. "Only when the prince sleeps is she safe.

"They are rude, so let's love the concubine. Nan Ronglie finally waited for the idlers to stop dangling in front of his eyes, and he could play tricks on the seemingly dignified but cunning princess to his heart's content. "Carry me to bed. With a wave of his almost rogue hands, the blanket that covered him fell to the ground, giving her a gesture to hug.

Ling Caiwei was stunned for a moment, picked up the blanket on the ground and wrapped him around the back of the chair like a child, so that he couldn't play with his hands. "It's cold, don't freeze the prince. The concubine can't hold you, why don't I let the palace maid carry you to bed?" As soon as she moved to the door, the prince's cold voice rang in her ears: "Other concubines who are thinner than you can carry me to bed, are you a golden branch and jade leaf who don't want to serve me as a patient and dislike this prince?"

Ling Caiwei heard the anger in her words, and withdrew her hand in time to push the door. In fact, she has some pity for the prince in her heart. He was sick and in a difficult situation, and seeing that he couldn't say a few words and was panting, it was estimated that he would die soon. Although she married the prince instead of Yishu in order to clear the Ling family's unjust case, she understands the Buddhist theory of cause and effect, since she worships heaven and earth with him, it is a kind of fate, even if it is fake, she must fulfill the obligations of his wife, besides, she will also need the help of the prince in the future.

The most difficult thing to convince when making a decision is often yourself, and once you find a good reason for yourself, the rest of the matter will be natural.

The only thing she wants in this life is to seek justice, wash away the grievances of the more than 300 members of the Ling family, put aside her personal safety, honor and disgrace, and carry a man to bed as long as she wants to do it, there is nothing she can't do.

The prince laughed, the concubine is afraid that she will fall on you if she doesn't serve well. Since you have confidence in your concubines, then Yishu will try. With the ugly words ahead, she didn't dare promise not to throw him to the ground.

"Then it's hard to love the concubine. He threw the blanket on the ground again and reached for her to hug him. No matter how well he disguised himself, the sparkle in his eyes revealed the secrets of his heart to some extent. Ling Caiwei seemed to see something familiar in his flickering eyes. I tried to confirm it again, but it turned into a pool of stagnant water. The moment she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him, the mask of Wu Fujun, the Pavilion Master of the Iron Blood Pavilion, suddenly popped up in her mind, and I don't know how effective the itchy powder used on him that day was. "What's wrong with you? Are you still distracted at this time? If you really fall on this prince, you will be hit by the board. Nan Ronglie naturally put his hands on her slender waist, "It's really too thin, I have to add dinner tomorrow." Ling Caiwei didn't have time to be moved, he continued: "After fattening, you can carry me out for a walk." Ling Caiwei's hand shook and almost threw him to the ground. He grabbed her neck in time and hung on her like a little monkey.

Ling Caiwei wondered that his weight was as light as a woman, she dragged him to the bed, and as soon as he reached the edge of the bed, his body suddenly turned into a thousand pounds of heavy stones, so heavy that she couldn't bear it, and fell on the bed with a stumble. He pressed on her and never left.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, Concubine Fubo, you should move to the bed. Ling Caiwei tried to turn over and push him away, but she didn't expect him to look weak, but she didn't move.

"Don't laugh at the concubine, this king can't help it, where is he moving. Nan Ronglie secretly used his skills, covering the resistance of the people under him, but he didn't let her move for half a minute. remembered that day she was designed to hang in the net, and she poisoned him for a day, and hated him so much that his teeth itched, and he was ready to avenge this revenge tonight.

Ling Caiwei restored the strange posture between her and him in her mind, her face was flushed with shame, and she wanted to call someone outside to help, but she felt that she was really shameless to speak, so she had to slowly free up her hand under her, supporting her body and trying to lift him down. Knowing that he was so difficult to deal with, he asked the limes to quietly put the "spring sleep" prepared in advance in the wine he drank. It's too late to say that she regrets it now, so she has to secretly try to get out.

She was already sweating profusely in less than half a pillar of incense, and Nan Ronglie, who was lying on it, leisurely enjoyed the pleasure of torturing her, and almost couldn't help laughing.

Her body fragrance emanated with sweat, gradually stimulating his body. He didn't want to reveal his identity too soon, so he reluctantly fell off her, temporarily ending her punishment.

Ling Caiwei thought that it was the result of her own efforts, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting on the bed panting. The man next to him buried his head in the quilt, lying on the bed for a long time and not moving, she was afraid that he would not breathe well, and wanted to turn him over, but he suddenly grabbed her hand and yelled, "Don't move." ”

Ling Caiwei was baffled by his sudden anger, since he said that he would not be allowed to move, then it was better to continue lying there, and it was none of her business to cover him to death.

It is not easy to serve patients, especially those who have been ill for a long time and are mentally abnormal, and they need the same patience as a very human being. She suppressed the anger in her heart, hugged the happy quilt embroidered with a hundred pictures and wanted to get out of bed, but the hand that grabbed her and didn't let go went harder: "What are you going to do?"

"Tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that the concubine wants to go to the couch to rest. Ling Caiwei tried to calm her tone as much as possible, so that he would not be able to detect her emotions.

Nan Ronglie smiled in his heart, how can I punish you if you go to the couch. "Don't go. ”